Her thighs started to shake and her nipples tingled as pleasure washed over her body, she grasped onto the back of his head and held him pressed close...as she rode the waves of pleasure coursing through her. ‘’OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YES!’’ Her eyes rolled back in her head and she groaned with her thighs closed around his head as she came hard on his fingers. Breathing deeply to steady herself she felt him standing and lifting her into his arms and the feel of satin sheets appeared beneath her as. What gives?” I asked the Muse, being very curious.“Well, I’m a Goddess and I can make or break rules at times as it suits me, you know. I couldn’t help but notice that your two ... ex-not-quite girlfriends miss you a bit. Would you like them planted here in this world? You’d have a lot more power in your relationship and I doubt that they could or would even try to make you give up the whores. If you want, they can even be dumped here naked. That might make them hesitant to nag you or push you. ‘Come on baby, fuck the shit out of me.’ He threw me on the bed, and apparently he was on board with the idea. Most of it was a blur that I can barely remember. He ripped off his clothes and started to tear mine off my body, exposing my bare tits to the cold air held within the wall of his ‘home’. My nipples became erect, perfect for him to take hold of with his teeth, which he did so perfectly. I held his head upon my chest and before I knew it that was the last thing I remember. ‘Holy. I knew you were a jackanapes, Sammy, but now we have a Jacksonnapes as well." We dutifully chuckled at her pun, and she went back behind her bar shaking with laughter."How does she know you as Sammy?" I asked, after wiping up the final morsels of what had been a very tasty meal."I come into Manchester once a week to pick up supplies." He indicated the sack under the table. "I always call in at The Grapes. Betty Turpin's hotpots are renowned for miles around, and I also catch up on the latest.